(Jun 29, 2008)
i started staring at those beautiful words on an unfamiliar bed. re-reading those words seemed to be a sweet torture. but i managed to do what i'm supposed to in the end. but i kept a few. those few that i would want to read again in the future and smile to myself and say "haa. process of growing up".

but in the process of deleting those beautiful words, i realised there is no way i could delete away those beautiful memories, big or small. i'll treasure them and let them fade with time.

sorry and thank you, dhl.